For the longest time, I wouldn’t admit that I wanted to become an author.
No, that’s not it – I knew I wanted to become an author, but I wouldn’t admit that was all I wanted to become. I kept looking for other jobs, figuring that I should advance in my other career while I saw if this writing thing would work out. I kept working on Plan B and Plan C, at the expense of Plan A. I didn’t go all in.
What I learned was that the heart often knows what you really want long before your mind is ready to admit it. I pursued other jobs, but the least setback would make me abandon them, because I didn’t really care. I was halfhearted, unable to push myself because, no matter how much the logical me thought I should, the rest of me didn’t care. In my very core I wanted to become an author. All else was a distraction.
It’s a cliche to say “follow your heart”, so I won’t. I’m quite fond of the brain, and follow it often. It’s when your heart keeps getting in the way of your mind that you should take a step back. That’s the you that “civilized” society has tried to bury sitting up and demanding your attention. Maybe you should listen to it.As always, thank you for using my Amazon Affiliate link (info).